Come To The River – Rumi

Posted on June 18, 2014 by Inner Ventures

Come! Take a pick-axe
And break apart
Your stony self.
The heart’s matrix
is glutted with rubies.
Springs of laughter
are buried in your breast.
Unstop the wine jar
Batter down the door
to the treasury
of nonexistence.
The water in your jug
is brackish and low.
Smash the jug
and come to the river!

Rumi

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2 Responses to Come To The River – Rumi

Michael R. Dale says:

July 27, 2014 at 8:20 am

Beautiful translation is sounds like Coleman Barks?

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- Inner Ventures says:
  
  August 3, 2014 at 7:48 am
  
  I don’t know the different translations well enough to say if it is Coleman Barks.In fact I haven’t even got my own copy of Rumi’s poems. I must get one!
  
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